Deaf mute Sergey enters a specialized boarding school for deaf-and-dumb. In this new place, he needs to find his way through the hierarchy of the school’s network dealing with crime and prostitution, The Tribe. By taking part of several robberies, he gets propelled higher into the organization.
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An audacious calling card for director Slaboshpytskiy whose use of long takes and desaturation seems to have many ignoring the gratuitous and exploitive elements of the film. The viewer must decide if the gimmick is empowering or exploitive. Is one to emphasize with the rapist/killer/thug put in front of us? When your film feels like exploitation theatre compared to Larry Clark...you may have issues. Over-rated.
This is the only movie I have ever felt was only gratuitous, only nasty, and utterly pointless... I have hated movies more than I hate this one, but for a movie so well made, why on earth did it have to be reduced to a gimmick and increasingly horrible scenes with no emotional involvement? Comparisons to Haneke are null and void. This is a very very poor mans Haneke. This is even a poor mans Eli Roth.
What is disturbing is how we are introduced to violence, how the deceivingly peaceful sound atmosphere of the film allows for greater visual violence to intrude. We do need translation. After a while, it is possible to follow the story, and understand a lot of what is happening. But, I did feel this, there is an inner world that escapes. Not knowing (ukranian) sign language, makes me unable to connect deeper.
For those who don't know, The Tribe is the Ukrainian remake of Clockwork Orange starring Michael Cera. Due to budget constraints, all dialogues were dropped - sound dubbing was deemed too expensive. Plans to include a Beethoven-driven soundtrack were also scrapped. Luckily, there is plenty of gratuitous violence, over-the-top melodrama, and harrowing, gory scenes that will satisfy even the most sadistic viewers.
Never capitalizes on the central idea's potential. Slaboshpitsky doesn't use cinematic language to tell this wordless story in any way, shape, or form, and the robotic performances don't communicate much either. What remains is a series of monotonously, almost comically drawn out long-shot tableaus of people talking in sign language, with the no subtitles gimmick becoming irritating more than anything. A real shame.
I wanted to like this so much more than I did... A good-looking film, exceptional long-shots; but I didn't walk away feeling ...anything. The sudden or extended shocks of violence comparable with Haneke, felt numb.. If this is a portrait of Ukrainian isolation, fine. But it's conception is conceptually overwrought, vacuously isolating the viewer. A truly unique experience, but I could kind of care less.
Non è nell'implacabilità di quanto ci viene mostrato (più o meno) in determinate scene, che Plemya genera il maggior disturbo, ma proprio nel soffocante e perdurabile silenzio vocale che lo avvolge per i suoi centotrenta minuti di durata: http://visionesospesa.blogspot.it/2015/01/plemya-tribe.html
Accommodating dialogues are compelled to forswear. Violence, endorsed as main narration key, articulates every step in an initiation that detonates a volitive eruption originated from a hollowed (and therefore), masochistic Self. Although the gained section it’s biased by prospective narrowness, it doesn’t pretend to build a call-to-awareness discourse, even with terse, static shots filled with ‘scabrous’ content.